GENEVA

Iran my fingers through my hair and gazed up at the ceiling in a daze. I just lost my virginity to Levi Evangelista on his desk. My body and mind didn't want to come back to reality. I still felt myself floating somewhere up there on the ceiling.


Levi's warm, soft hands kept caressing all over my body. He rubbed my breasts and twisted my nipples and stroked my thighs and belly. His thick, powerful shaft kept gliding in and out through a river of hot, wet, slippery cum from both of us. He didn't pull out, and I didn't want him to. I wanted to float in this dream forever.

Did he really just ask me to marry him? I loved Levi, and he was right about consolidating the family's power. Marrying him made at least as much sense as marrying Charles and a whole lot more sense than marrying Ryder Navaro.

His hands felt amazing. They relaxed me into a state of bliss I never imagined. This felt almost as good as cumming on his cock twice. He set me at ease, and those continuous, comforting strokes told me he was still there. He still cared. He would still protect me and support me, even though we just did it.


His cock held me suspended in a world of magnificent ecstasy unlike I ever thought possible. All the times I imagined losing my virginity, I never dreamed it could be like this.

Making out with Charles and then with Ryder was never like this. They turned me on, but they never took me so far away from myself. This must be what sex was supposed to be like. It took a real man like Levi to show me what could be.


Levi rubbed my shoulders and then took hold of both my hands. He pulled me up into a sitting position before I was ready to come back to Earth.

His cock slipped out of me, and his cum gushed over my ass and thighs. It made me feel so slutty and hot. I could get turned on enough to do it all again.

He cupped my cheek the way he did before—right before he asked me to marry him.

He kissed me again, and our tongues mingled in that magical dance of bliss. Would it always be like this? If I married him, I could kiss him like this every night and every morning. He would fuck me like that and keep me in a state of rapture unlike anything I ever imagined.

I could definitely get used to that, but another voice whispered in my other ear.What about Charles… and Ryder?

Levi would probably never do it with me out in the grounds the way Charles obviously wanted to. Levi would never encourage me to get turned on by the security guards watching.

What about Ryder? That dark, mysterious stranger would never sneak into my room and touch me in forbidden ways if I married Levi. I would never get to explore those wicked fantasies again. Could I really give them up?

He pulled back and gazed down into my eyes. Levi gave me something different. He gave me complete safety and security. I loved him for that. I could definitely get used to this—to being his princess.

That name excited me so much now that it meant this—this aching, sexual craving only he could satisfy. I was his princess, and I always would be. He would do anything for me. I knew that. I would never be this safe with anyone else.

That was the problem. I didn't want to be safe with Charles and Ryder. I wanted their danger, their wickedness. They opened up a dangerous, wild side I wanted to explore further. I wanted to find out just how wild I could be. I would never find that out with Levi.

He pulled up my bra straps, and I shivered with even more excitement when his warm fingertips positioned my bra cups in their places.

He zipped himself up and started buttoning his shirt. He looked even hotter and more powerful putting his clothes on. Being half-dressed didn't make him any less sexy.

"Does this mean you're accepting my proposal?" he asked.

I turned my gaze away. "No, it doesn't."

I braced for his reaction, expecting anger or defensiveness, but instead, he simply smiled. "I understand."

"That makes three proposals I need to consider. I owe it to myself to weigh my options."

"I told you, I understand. You don't need to explain," he reassured me.

Lost in my thoughts, I continued, "I need time to think. Each of them has their own merits. I don't want to make the wrong choice."

He gently cupped my cheeks in his hands and lifted my face to meet his gaze. I found myself staring into his piercing steel-gray eyes. "I understand, Princess. I don't expect any special treatment just because... well, because of us. Okay, maybe I do. I want you to choose me, but I respect your need to consider everything. You don't have to keep explaining."

I blinked. His presence and attention swept me away into another delirious dream. Could any man ever treat me as well as he did? What did I really have to think about? Any sane woman would thank their lucky stars to marry Levi Evangelista.

'Really? You don't hate me?"

'Of course not." He kissed me. 'I love you more than anything."

I looked away, and he let me go. He went over to his chair and came back with my robe. 'Don't get cold."

I shivered anyway. I needed to get away from him. I didn't deserve him. Did I just make a big mistake by doing it with him?

I didn't regret it. I loved every minute of it. That was the problem. Was it all just sex with Levi? Did I just use him to satisfy my crazy desires when I didn't have any intention of considering his proposal? Could I really be that shallow?

He started to retie his tie and then changed his mind. He stripped it off and bunched it into his fist. 'It's getting late. I guess we should all go back to bed."

I opened my mouth, but I couldn't think of anything to say except to apologize for what I just did. Didheregret it? If he did, why did he keep saying he loved me?

He waited for me to put my robe on and then took my hand. He took me back upstairs, but he didn't take me back to my room. The doorjamb was ruined, and both the balcony doors hung off their hinges with broken glass scattered across the floor.

A human-shaped blood stain marked the carpet where Nico had passed out. A scuffle was still going on in his room with the medical team going in and out.

Levi halted by another guest room. 'You better stay here until we can get your room straightened up." He raised his eyebrows across the hall. 'Ryder really made a mess of things, didn't he?"

'It wasn't Ryder. Nico did all that."

Levi gasped. 'Holy shit!"

'The guy is a force of nature. You do NOT want to get in that guy's way. Trust me."

Levi gave a nervous laugh. 'I knew he was good. I didn't know he was that good." He kissed me one more time. 'Go to sleep, Princess. We'll deal with this tomorrow."

He walked back to the stairs and went downstairs, probably to his office. He wouldn't be going to sleep, and I already knew the reason why. Ryder got into my room exactly the way Nico said. Security was nowhere near good enough.

Levi would probably be up for the rest of the night trying to boost it. He and Nico had been working on that for weeks already.

I went into the guest room and sat down on the bed, but when I looked through the balcony windows toward the other side of the estate, I spotted Charles.

He stood out on the terrace staring into the dark grounds, and I cringed. How could I ever face him after losing my virginity to Levi just now?

Today turned out so much different than it started. First, I made out with Levi and came dangerously close to doing it with him. Then I made out with Charles in the grounds and then with Ryder in my room.

Now I'd just done it with Levi for real. Did that make me a slut or a tramp—or a slutanda tramp? Did I really turn into this?

Charles proposed to me thinking I was a virgin. He lost his cool when he found out about Ryder's proposal. Charles would really flip if he knew I wasn't a virgin anymore.

I had to go talk to him. I didn't know what I would say to him. I didn't know what to even think of myself under the circumstances.

I couldn't go see him in my bathrobe, though. I went over to my room and got dressed. I put on a pair of baggy sweatpants, a T-shirt, and a floppy hoodie, but I made sure to change my underwear first. I didn't want Cesear to find out I just did it with another man.

I hustled downstairs and out into the grounds. I found him on the terrace and walked up to him. 'Are you okay?"

'Yeah, I'll be all right. You don't have to worry about me." He wouldn't even look at me. He kept scowling out into the shadows.

'Are you still mad at me for considering Ryder's proposal?"

'It isn't that." He shrugged. 'I guess I don't blame you for considering it. It's a business decision, isn't it? You'd be stupid not to at least think it over. I just…" He trailed off.

'Why are you still mad at me, then?"

He spun around and scowled at me. 'I'm not mad at you."

'You aren't? You're sure acting like you are."

He shook himself, came over to me, and slipped his hand into mine. He started to soften up. 'I'm not mad at you. I'm mad at Ryder and the Navaros for breaking in like this. He didn't have to break into your room and make you feel unsafe. He could have sent you the proposal through his father or one of his relatives. He could have gone through the proper channels. That's the way a gentleman would ask you to marry him—not sneaking in like a thief in the night."

A thief in the night. I got another shiver of excitement when I remembered him standing outside my room.

You like showing off for a stranger watching through your window, don't you? You want that dangerous stranger to see how much you want to fuck. Huh? Would you like a dark stranger to come into your room and ravage you in your bed? Is that what you think about when you lie there in your soaking wet panties? Do you think about that when you touch yourself?

My heart and soul screamed, Yes!

I wanted him to sneak into my room like a thief in the night. I wanted him hard and stroking himself outside my window while I played with myself right in front of him. I wanted him to see me soaking wet and ready for him to come inside and take me right there in my bed.

I could never tell Charles that, though. I had to come up with a way to stop him from finding out that I just did it with Levi.

Then I had one of my more brilliant ideas—or maybe it was just plain crazy. Either way, it was the only thing I could think of to cover up what just happened between me and Levi.

I tugged Charles's hand. 'Let's go for a walk."

'What—now?" Charles glanced behind him toward the house. 'It isn't safe."

'The Navaros won't do anything now—not after what just happened. Come on. The estate is really nice at night."

He didn't argue and let me draw him over to the rose garden. My mind buzzed with what I was about to do. 'I've been thinking about yesterday—I mean, what we did earlier."

'What about it?"

'I had a really good time with you yesterday." I squeezed his hand. 'I've been thinking… I should have gone through with it."

He spun around fast—exactly the way I knew he would. 'Really?"

I blushed. I didn't have to pretend to be embarrassed about talking to him like this. 'I've been going crazy lately with all this staying-a-virgin-until-marriage business. I'm twenty-three. I should have lost my virginity a long time ago, but the family tradition stopped me from doing it. I wish I could just… do it, you know?"

He gaped at me in shock. The lights from the city beyond the walls reflected in his eyes and showed me all the emotions raging beneath the surface. He was falling right into my trap. God, I really was a tramp if I was doing this!

'You have no idea how stifling it is not to be able to just let my hair down, you know?" I went on. 'I really wish I had a brother. Then I would have been able to explore sexually and enjoy myself."

'Are you saying…?" Charles glanced around him. We had wandered through the rose garden and onto the grassy paths. We were heading back to the place where we fooled around yesterday.

I pulled at his arm and walked backward into the shadows. 'Catch me if you can?"

He followed, but I didn't let go of his hand. I didn't want to run away into the darkness.

My pulse quickened. I was really going to do this. I had to make him believe he was my first.

I towed him in and kissed him. His reserve evaporated as soon as our lips touched. He pushed me deeper into the bushes.

The smell of leaves, trees, and earth brought back all the excitement of yesterday. I couldn't calm down. Levi turned me on so much. He left me wanting more, and now I was going to get it.

Charles pushed against me and shoved me against a tree. The bark dug into my spine, and his body crushed me. His hot breath puffed into my nostrils, and he dug his hard prick between my legs.

I whined for him. He felt so fucking good, and my whole body ached to feel that hot thickness inside me again. I could never get enough, and all his wild suggestions came back to me. I was doing it for the second time in less than twenty-four hours—the third time if I counted Ryder fingering me in my bedroom.

I gasped as the passion spiked off the charts. Charles bent his knees and wedged himself between my legs, but a second later, he pulled off my mouth. He kept undulating his body against me and grinding his prick into me while he whispered low and hot.

'Are you sure this is really what you want? You don't have to do this."

'I want to!" I panted. 'I need to! Please…"

'You are so fucking hot!" he croaked. 'You know how bad I want you."

'Please!" I tried to reach down between his legs, but he grabbed my wrist and yanked my hand out of the way.

'I'll be gentle. I promise. You don't have to be afraid."

I gulped. He really thought he was going to be my first.

He let go of my wrist and unbuttoned his fly. He steered my hand to his package. He was much thicker than Levi, but not as long. His cock pulsated in my grasp, and his nostrils flared.

'You feel so fucking good!" he hissed. 'You guide me in the way you want me to."

I nodded fast. I had to go along with this so he didn't realize I already did it tonight.

He scooped up my thighs and squeezed my ass. He continued up my body and slipped his hands under my hoodie. He lifted it over my head and dropped it aside.

I wasn't wearing a bra under my T-shirt, and I moaned in agony when his hands closed on my breasts. That thin layer of fabric made his touch feel so much sexier and turned me on like never before.

My wetness electrified me. Levi's cum still stung my thighs. I really was a shameless whore if I was about to do it with another guy so soon after riding Levi's cock, but thinking of myself as a shameless slut only excited me.

It liberated me. It left the whole world of sex open for me to explore. I didn't have to be a good girl anymore.

Charles leaned back and lifted my T-shirt off. That left my chest bare, and he slid my sweats down. He knelt down for me to step out of them, and before I could think to stop him, he pushed me back against the tree.

He dove headfirst between my legs and started licking my pussy in big, greedy mouthfuls. The bark dug into my skin, and the night air played on my bare nipples, belly, and my slippery thighs.

Holy fuck, I felt so mind-blowingly hot right now! I was standing naked out in the woods in the middle of the night. This drop-dead gorgeous guy was eating me out while I was leaning against a tree. He turned me on so fucking much, and when he glided his fingers into my saturated pussy, I couldn't hold myself in a second longer.

Could Charles taste Levi's cum on me and in me? My own shameless sexuality exploded out of all reason, and I started to cum right there on Charles's hand. My cum flowed into his mouth.

He lifted my thigh and hooked my knee over his shoulder. He crushed my ass in both hands and fed me into his mouth in hungry bites that spiked me out of my mind.

My voice echoed through the woods. The security guards must be able to hear me, but that only made me cum harder. I wanted them to know what a slut I was. I wanted one of them to look toward the sound and see me naked and cumming right here.

Charles lapped my juices from my quivering tissues and leaned back. Glistening honey smeared his chin and cheeks. He looked up at me, and his flashing eyes made me shiver with delight. I loved cumming for him. I didn't want to stop.

He stood up, and I reacted without thinking. I turned him around and pushed his back against the tree. His hard cock hung from his open fly, and I went down on my knees in front of him.

My body fizzed all over with sexual desire and delight. He stared down at me in something like shock, but when he frowned at me, he looked so dangerous and powerful that I had to have him.

I pulled his pants down and swallowed his cock into my hungry mouth. He sagged against the tree, and his fingers dug into my hair. 'Holy shit, baby!" he breathed. 'Oh my fucking God—yes! Oh, fuck, that feels so good. You like that, baby? You want to suck that cock?"

His words drove me crazy. I couldn't get enough of this. He felt thick and hot and hard in my mouth, and he got harder as I started to suck. His cock became a rock in my mouth and sparked something like starvation for him.

I circled him with my tongue and stroked my lips up and down his veiny shaft. He groaned and turned his head aside. His face contorted. I couldn't stop staring at his face twisting with deep, excruciating desire.

Was I giving him that? Did he love my mouth as much as that? His fingers tightened in my hair, and that sent me over the edge. My excitement doubled and tripled with every delicious stroke. I wanted to turn him on as much as he turned me on.